Since people from all factions dared to come, they would not be scared away by Ling Feng's words. A strong sword-wielding man in the crowd who looked about fifty years old said: "Ling Feng, there are one hundred and fifty-six people in Tongcheng Village. The villagers were massacred overnight, was it your murder?"
Thinking of this, Hong Dali became more and more curious - would such a person massacre a village
"There was a big flood in Dingyang County, and there was no harvest. He Daguan opened a warehouse to release grain, but he was killed on the day when the grain was released. Is it you who did it?"
Such a building looks quite ancient, and the most spectacular thing is that the entire palace gate is made up of three huge stones stacked together. Each of the huge stones must weigh ten thousand kilograms.
The whole world seemed to be shaking.
The group continued to move forward, walked on the mountain road for more than ten miles, passed through a forest, and climbed seven or eight hundred stone steps. Suddenly, their eyes suddenly opened up, and a huge platform appeared in front of Hong Dali.
By practicing "The Record of the Ancient Blood Emperor", if you practice to a certain level, you can enter the next world, which is equivalent to the relationship from the earth to the Galaxy Alliance - otherwise Yun Qingfeng probably would not be able to participate in the plane war.
"This Ling Feng is quite impressive." The goddess of wisdom has seen strong winds and waves. Seeing such a situation at this time, she was secretly sweating for Ling Feng, the master of the Martial God Palace: "Faced with so many people coming to encircle and suppress, she didn't even say anything Avoid the edge for now."
Because they don't dare.
"Mr. Liu from Xihe County was very kind and charitable, but he was secretly stabbed to death. Was it you?"
"You guys have such a strong tone." Ling Feng took a step forward. His movement seemed extremely slow, but it seemed to step on the hearts of everyone present.
Hong Dali smiled brightly and said, "Although his strength is not on the same level as Tang Zhen's, his aura is exactly the same. My little nephew is very attractive."
Ling Feng glanced at this person lightly, with a disdainful smile on his lips, and said lightly: "The middle Qi is sufficient, but the lower body is empty, the Qi on the temples is vaguely unstable, the Shenting point on the top of the head is faintly red, the Giant Spirit Sword Lu has only cultivated to the seventh level of Spiritual Infusion Shenting realm, so you dare to yell at Ling, which is really ridiculous. I just don’t know who you are, Yan Chengping, the spiritual sword?"
After these people shouted, the entire scene suddenly became quiet, waiting for the reaction from the Martial God Palace.
"Boom!" At this moment, the door of Wushen Palace, which weighed several kilograms, slowly opened without any movement in the wind.
"yes!"
"It seems that Tang Zhen's sect successors are very capable." Hong Dali was also speechless. Originally, according to his thinking, even if these people in the world made appointments with each other, they probably wouldn't come so many...
"Brother Dali, you don't know something." Hu Ming sighed and said: "In this world, there are thirty-six caves, heavens and seventy-two blessed lands. The Martial God Palace exclusively occupies two of the caves, heavens and six blessed lands. It has always been the highest in the entire world. The holy land of martial arts, but it is also famous that the Martial God Palace never accepts people casually. If you want to come with a master, a disciple and a servant, there are only three people at most. Master Lingfeng, the master of this generation, has ascended, and only he and his servants are left in charge. . Otherwise..." Hu Ming looked around and whispered: "Otherwise, even if there are ten times more people here, they probably won't dare to come here and make noise with the people of Martial God Palace."
At this time, someone asked again: "Seventy-six people in the Shifang Gate were killed. Was it you who killed them?!"
After reorganizing in Wanshan Town, Hong Dali and his party set off for the Martial God Palace.
There were many people standing on the platform in darkness, at least three to four thousand people. However, the platform was so big that even with three or four thousand people standing there, it didn't feel crowded.
At this point, Hong Dali finally understood. These people, under the guise of doing justice for heaven, only wanted to take advantage of people's danger to seize the secret book. But what they said was grandiose, and he immediately pulled the goddess of wisdom forward a few steps. He smiled at Ling Feng and said: "Brother Ling, hello, hehe, my name is Hong Dali. I wonder if Brother Tang Zhen Tang, do you recognize me, Brother Ling?"
The Shitai Square of Wushen Palace, which was originally as noisy as a vegetable market, suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a needle drop.
"Ling Feng, you have done many evil things and are full of evil, why don't you show up to be beheaded soon!"
Almost everyone in the audience was a little unsteady, their feet were floating, and they looked at each other in shock.
The man had long black hair shawl, and was dressed in dark purple clothes, with a black cloak flying behind his back. Hong Dali knew at just one glance that this guy was definitely Jun Lingfeng that day.
Ling Feng was glanced at by nearly ten thousand people in the entire square, and he sneered: "Ling has not set foot in the Jianghu in the past forty years. Do you think there is no one in our Martial God Palace?"
At this time, the crowd gathered around Shitai Square, all holding weapons and looking towards the gate of the Martial God Palace.
Judging from his clothes, he is almost exactly the same as Tang Zhen, exactly the same - it can be seen that this Ling Feng must regard Tang Zhen as his idol, and there is absolutely no discount.
"Ling Feng, come out and die!"
The sound of his words shook the world, and the boundless huge pressure spread out. The air instantly became like a sticky quagmire. Some disciples of various sects with less skill could not even bear the power of his words, foaming at the mouth, and started shouting. Fall to the ground.
The problem now is that Hong Dali knows about "The Record of the Ancient Blood Emperor"...
Anyway, based on his relationship with Tang Zhen, Ling Feng still has to call himself his great-uncle, his great-uncle... I don't know how many generations of great-uncle he has been, so he has to help with this matter today.
Well, when you say this, Hong Dali understands. To put it simply, it is almost the same as when he came out of the earth.
The first person to break into the main hall will definitely be killed by the thunderous wrath of Tianjun Lingfeng.
There is no false person under such a great reputation. As soon as Ling Feng appeared on the stage, his momentum overwhelmed everyone present. The majesty of the Heavenly Lord was evident.
Footsteps hit the ground.
"Oh, it's amazing." Hong Dali sighed with emotion: "It's really good to be able to build such a spectacular mountain gate in such a world. This Martial Arts Palace is really good." The martial arts world is different from Hong Dali's original world. Don't know how it came together.
"Brother Hu." Hong Dali pulled Hu Ming and asked in a low voice: "Such a big Martial God Palace doesn't even have servants?"
This time, everyone in the Jianghu surrounded and suppressed the Wushen Palace. It seemed that it was a rare event in the Jianghu in recent years. Hong Dali walked and watched, and secretly calculated in his heart that if it was based on this scale and waited until the Wushen Palace, things might not be that easy. .
There were only two or three people in the audience who could not be affected.
"That's not the case." Hu Ming shook his head and said: "The Wushen Palace's peerless secret book "The Record of the Blood Emperor of the Great Desolate World" can be used to ascend in a day if you practice to the top. No one knows where exactly it will go. Anyway, it is very powerful. According to legend, it seems to be It's almost like becoming an immortal. It's a pity that this "Blood Emperor's Record" disappeared a long time ago, and no one has seen it again, alas." When he said this, his tone was infinitely melancholy.
Judging from the material of this platform, it should be made of huge stones, with huge stone walls on both sides. The gate is also made of huge stones. There is a huge stone slab lying across it with the three characters "Martial God Palace" written on it.
"There is no successor." Ling Feng coldly dropped such a heartbreaking comment, and said happily: "There is no need to accuse Ling. If you say it was Ling, then Ling did it." Yes, so what?"
"Ling Feng, the Martial God Palace's ten thousand year foundation will be destroyed in your hands now. If you show up quickly and die, we can still keep your whole body, and the Martial God Palace will not be completely burned down by fire. !”
After leaving Wanshan Town, we walked all the way to the southeast. After passing the boundary thirty miles away, we reached the sphere of influence of Wushen Palace. At this time, more and more people from the rivers and lakes came from all over the road. At first, we occasionally met a dozen or twenty people. The further we went, the more we met. When we entered the small road between the mountains and forests, we met every few hundred people. A few meters away, a group of people from all walks of life set up camp. It looked like there were probably tens of thousands of people there.
Ling Feng snorted coldly: "That's what you say!"
The main hall of Wushen Palace is a solid wood building, about thirty meters high, and divided into five floors. It is extremely spectacular. However, the palace door is closed at this time, so it is difficult to see the situation inside. But for such a big palace, there was no one there, not even a servant sweeping the floor could be seen.
"Yes, Ling Feng, if you had come out and died earlier, your title of 'Tianjun' would not have been in vain. At least you have to die as a hero, but you don't want to be ruined in the end!"
The Giant Spirit Sword Record practiced by this strong sword-wielding man is divided into nine levels. Being able to practice to the seventh level like him is already considered to be extremely talented, and he has always used it as his trump card. How could he have expected that he would be bullied by his last trump card? Feng saw through it at a glance, and his face suddenly turned pale. He felt uneasy and said in a trembling voice: "I'm Yan Lingxing, Yan Chengping... is my father."
They came here under the banner of killing the Heavenly Lord and doing justice for Heaven. Therefore, in order to arouse everyone's common hatred, this sword-wielding swordsman asked about an atrocity that angered the people.
Hong Dali whispered here, and people had gathered over there. Tens of thousands of people gathered on the Shitai Square. When the crowd was neutral, seven or eight leaders stood at the front of the crowd and began to rush towards the Martial God Palace. The gate of the main hall shouted wildly: ""
Hong Dali didn't pay much attention to the others, but the ascension that Hu Ming mentioned caught Hong Dali's attention: "Ascension? Become an immortal?"
A person slowly walked out from inside.
Waves of extremely angry shouts came from the crowd, but no one dared to take the lead and break into the main hall of the Martial God Palace, which was a hundred meters in front of them.
At this time, the crowd below was already agitated. The man was still waiting to ask more questions, but Ling Feng became impatient and said: "There are many crimes that have been recorded on Ling. Why do you need so many excuses like mother-in-law and mother-in-law? You are coveting the third son of my Martial God Palace." The Great Secret Code is no longer a secret, if you want to do it, do it, there is no need to make people upset."
"yes."